7 Wounds

if i open up my brain nerves and spread it all across the globe half of the muscles have your name the other half held your memories my retina has lost its cons you were the colour it was addicted my eyeballs have lost what you call light my sensory nerves collapsed to blind spot you were the words i spoke your sentiments were my alphabet i lost my language and my voice i am a deaf with no choice your songs that were sugar to my ears has melted there for forever now even the most soulful music is a stand still malacholy for me you were the knife i was playing with you were the danger i was unaware of playing with my sensory organs you gifted me some eternal painful moments my heart beats just for the world inside i am dying with a razor your last words slashed up my heart your last look burnt my emotions baby these are the 7 wounds i got it was the return gift you gave my adjective may treat you well my heart knows you are worse than the hell